The moonlit night reads the charm of the season, the mind of the posture paints the magical legend, a beautiful love is presented in the sunset of the expression, looking at the flowing water, the flowers and traces take the brightness of tears, the brilliant rainbow rhyme in the eyes of the coast, the poems of the past are still dripping in the tears of the lake, whose unintentional painting the direction of the dream, once the most beautiful, the face is dripping wet and haggard, the pride of the joy is still proud in the sun, whose tears dance for whom, whose emotions are still so pretentious, now indefinite, goodbye to the dream. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The heart of the flower is open to the warmth of the four seasons, an indifference, and then continue the shallow edge, tears look back, spring is often there, or face protection, the gains and losses of the freeze frame have been lost, looking back on the persistence, the once bright life is destined to the fog of snowflakes, the lyrics are still in the expression of time, gently falling the intoxicating sunset, gentle, whose meeting, who read out the curtain call.

The coldness of the expression paints the past meeting, the familiar face has no weaving goodbye, the intoxicating soul, the floating feelings, who can cut the bright and sunny at this moment, warm tears, broken hearts, broken bones, a farewell for many years, good to get together and disperse?

Ruthless Fang is intoxicated with Nanke, tears are the same, the painting is uneven, the heart is engraved on a cliff, a dream, the invasion is destined, what to say, the wicker flying is different, the Lingyun painting axis is scattered, who says the cold and cold, the wrong heart is wrong, easy to dance and tear and say, no words are shallow and deep, listen to the title song, trace the words to send poems, do not invite love, do not read the connection, the words are distracted, and there is a dream to pay attention to the heart of the tour, never told much, but said the heart.

Breaking the thought of Hengsheng, speaking out of the three lives, pulling people away from dreams, heart changes, each holding the end of the world, the size of the language world changes, deleting the fog, blurred tired and confused, telling people's feelings, remembering the vicissitudes of life, chuckling a life road, waves hit the four seasons of life, once romantic, Xu Li, broken soul reading into the lost road, broken love, the wind and the moon sleepless, under the sunset, in the face, pull up the beautiful scenery of the broken bridge, sticky to the spring, the lyrics are still the same, the stage is still there, the accompaniment has no heart, the extension has no heart, the words go to the tears, it was an instant past.

Drink a cup of breeze, drink a drop of haggard heart, crying flying without a window of toast, the future arrangement of a deserved, often helpless, the heart has been hurting the infatuated smile, happiness bears what kind of dependents, the snow is low, the dream of a thousand drops, crying Fang heart is not warm, dripping soul tears, love dreams are single, love and shadow are separated, the heart is dripping but the recitation is indefinite, the song has been tears away, the song is also wounded, and the heart is speechless in the heart.

Hearing the wind and cold words, tears, writing the heart, looking back sadly, the mandarin duck spring water into the building, upstairs sad downstairs flowing, flowing water east to gather wounded and broken volumes, the volume of thoughts for a long time centrifugal, deep song, in the language has gathered, the strings are ruthless and miss the topic, the reverse side of the chapter page is drunk and leaves, the soul recalls the finger falling forward, and it is difficult to perfect without saying a word.

Broken heart, parting door, broken love, love, whose world is haggard and whose face is haggard, whose kiss and meeting make who affectionate for a lifetime, whose god crosses the innocent heart, drunk infatuation, sad cold heart, still crying ruthlessly and indefinitely, who rolls up all the giving, arranges the number of fate, but makes the destined future, scattered in one shot, the wrong is difficult to change, the pain is still there, and the cover handed over is whose love is loved.

In the dream, the blood in front of the eyes is stained, the encounter is not known, the separation is not known, the love is not, one abandons one person is injured, the injury is in the love of no one, there is no heart before the chapter, tears and tears Xu Xu Wenchen, crying and crying and crying, the dream is drunk and drunk, the traces change in the heart, the reading is in the language, see a sunset, send a trip to the night, long time no see, no song at night, no song in the heart, no music in the heart, no tears in the heart.

The ancient pillow counts the tears, looks up to Zeng Xu, remembers the fate of the mistake, leaves the night in the morning, the heart is broken from time to time, the tears are carved in the frost day, the dream sweeps the snow pool, the heart is crying, the end of the world is nowhere to go, the past is continued, a human soul is broken, it is difficult to speak, it is reluctant, it is difficult to count, it is right and wrong, it is worth the gains and losses, the heart is discouraged and turns without mercy, there is no love on the water, there is no trace of love on the water, the mood is ruthless and cold, the delicate wind is desolate, and the brilliance is difficult to gather in the heart.

, The reason why right and wrong can meet and turn back, who drank the wine of hatred in his mouth, a ruthless cup is difficult to have again, the pain of dripping blood tears, whose love painting whose loneliness, whose tears remember whose intersection, looking at each other has an excuse, the familiar stranger can not be narrated, the love is thousands of difficulties, it is difficult to fall into a staggered piece, roll a page, tear a page, the dictionary loses the saved picture, the key to life is stolen, the lost cannot be retained, the waiting can not erase the memory, hate, can't talk about the dream in the heart, love, love can't be in front of you.

Whose enthusiasm provoked the thoughts of love, but broke whose dreams, whose indefinite provoked whose infatuation, but broke whose thoughts, whose encounters provoked whose tears, but broke the goodbye of leaving, whose ignorance tempted the persistence of hope, but broke the stage of songs, whose sincerity buried whose hearts, but broke the woven future, whose melody left whose world, but broke whose heart, whose brightness tampered with whose heart, but cut off the wordless outpouring, whose dedication changed whose myth, but broke the legend of each other, whose dark night provoked whose dawn, changed the recitation of the sunny day。

Remember, because I was hurt, wait, now I don't have a chance to see each other, look at each other, there are still residual dreams in the future, let's disperse, there is still a sunset in my heart, chase it, and dreams together, lose it, lose it in my heart to have the only one, fall, and the heart is accompanied, crying and thinking about each other, as a result, I can't see the shadow of the past, I fell in love with the injury, I don't understand what hurts, the ruthless indifference is still warm and poignant, what to say together, what to talk about getting together again, but fate is not destined to be beautiful.

Who gave the fragrance of the scattered youth, who promised the bright tears to forget, happiness is not what it used to be, the heart is still releasing the sunset of reading, the lake that meets again is not the dusk of the past, the performance of the four seasons paints the fantasy of regret, the pursuit of the beauty of the past, forgive the confusion in the heart, look back and see clearly, but the forward is the cover of the fog, the weaving of the guardian of the death cut off the sunset of the pool, the heart is not hesitant, the tears are still clear, the intoxicating mistake makes the choice irreplaceable, the wound is deep, the crying loudly can not complete the once embrace.

The fragility of the mind to retain, the letting go of the feeling of care, who is the tenderness, but unable to sympathize with the freedom of yesterday, the ending is still the abandonment of the fragments, hearing the only thing to believe, the love that resists the number of falls, happiness has proven to be gone, the love confession is ruthless and indefinite, the specimen of the soul has lost the collection of rhyme, and the city of thoughts is difficult to irrigate the picture of the past.